I hate how they use time jumps to reset the emotional stakes. A betrayal feels like nothing if she 'awakens after five years'. The worst triggers are the lingering ones, like he has to keep running into the person who ruined his life because their kids go to the same school, or he's legally tied to a business partnership with his ex. It's not the initial slap, it's the thousand paper cuts afterward that really twist the knife. You see them slowly realizing their entire support system was fake.
What gets me about those stories is the way the bitterness can curdle into something almost unrecognizable. It starts as anger, but then it becomes this heavy, cold practicality—signing a postnuptial agreement in silence, methodically closing joint accounts, moving their favorite mug to the back of the cabinet. The journey is less about big dramatic reveals and more about the quiet, daily reminders that the love they built their life on was conditional, or worse, transactional.
I always look for the moment the protagonist stops trying to get even and starts trying to get out. That shift is everything.